Patrisha couldn't contain her excitement as she walked into the hotel room, trailing a finger along the smooth fabric of her dress. She'd been waiting for this moment all day, longing for the feel of her husband's touch. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows over the elegantly made bed and vanity. As she closed the door behind her, she heard the sound of soft music playing, tuning it to be just right for their intimate reunion.
She turned around slowly, her dress swishing against her legs as she took in the sight of him standing there, his eyes locked on hers. His typically conservative clothing was replaced by something much more seductive - a pair of fitted slacks and an unbuttoned shirt that hinted at the muscles beneath. He took a step toward her, and she couldn't help but feel her heart race in anticipation.
As he reached out to touch her hand, she felt a jolt of electricity surge through her body, leaving her breathless.
